I’m going home, my tour is done
D A D
I’m going home, I’m a lucky one
G G Em D
But I’ve left friends behind me, who won’t come home no more
D D A D
Yes many friends remain forever on that bloody shore
D A D
But at night when I sleep, I know my dreams will be
D A D
About my friends I left across the sea
G G Em D
I’ll hear Verba, Young, and Horn laugh again out loud
D D A D
We’ll all be together in a happy crowd
D A D
But then I hear the sound of bullets whining overhead
D A D
Feel the crash of mortars and all my friends are dead
G G Em D
My friends they fought and gave their all
D D A D
My friends they died for freedom’s cause
D A D
As my dream is ending. They’ll come and say goodbye
D A D
Though I’m sound asleep, a tear I’ll cry
G G Em D
And they say something, which feels my heart with pain,
D D A D
“Tell them about us Sadler, don’t let us die in vain.”
D A D
I’m going home, my tour is done
D A D
I’m going home, I’m a lucky one
